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Toxic Mati

The humid evening air clung to our skin as Mati stood before me, her disbelief a tangible force in the quiet room. Her eyes, once clouded with disappointment, now widened with a dawning, breathless shock, tracing the lines my shirt could not conceal. A single, hesitant step brought her close enough for me to feel the warmth radiating from her body, a silent question hanging between us. Her fingers, trembling slightly, reached out to brush against the fabric, and I saw the last of her doubt dissolve into pure, unadulterated awe. A soft, shuddering sigh escaped her lips, her gaze lifting to meet mine, filled with a new and startling intensity. The air itself seemed to thicken, charged with a current of raw, unspoken admission that passed from her skin to mine. I watched the elegant column of her throat move as she swallowed, her earlier anger forgotten, replaced by a captivating, flustered vulnerability. The world narrowed to this single point of contact, this electric space where her fingertips barely grazed me. Her earlier resistance melted away, leaving behind a profound and yielding silence that spoke louder than any words. In that suspended moment, her entire being seemed to soften, surrendering to a truth more persuasive than any picture could ever be.